My walking buddy Gina and I make a great pair. After almost three months of an unwanted walking sabbatical (on her part, I was quite fine with the break) we are now walking again together every morning. While she is afraid of animals, I am afraid of large vehicles and the people on cellphones who drive them. Between the two of us we keep our daily exercise routine exciting. The other day while walking up a hill that has fields on both sides of the road, we saw a coyote scamper off into the trees. Gina was so scared that she continued to walk with her head up, looking for the next hidden coyote in the field like she was playing "Where's Waldo- The Extreme Edition". She just knew that another animal was going to jump out, pounce on her and attack. But while looking up she failed to look down. At the last second I grabbed her arm so that she wouldn't step on a very large coiled black king snake. It was already dead but try telling Gina that.
I was hoping that the dead snake would scare her into never wanting to exercise again, but one can't be so lucky.
At 6:15am I will meet Gina at the corner and once again take off on our daily routine. I must admit that I am not as reluctant to walk since our break and my six pound weight gain.
I even did something today that I don't recommend anyone over the age of sixteen do...purchase an article of clothing that I need to do many sit ups in order to wear well.
What in the world was I thinking?!?